J. W. Beckman
Source: Grand Forks Daily Herald (Grand Forks, ND) Thursday, February 2, 1911; transcribed by Mary Kay Krogman
[Herald Special Service.]
Columbus, Ohio, Feb. 1.-Minnesota has scored heavily in some of the grand awards at the National Corn exposition here. A. D. Sansickle of Warren, Minn., won the grand championship for hard wheat and also the second prize for white oats and barley. These are both world honors.
C. A. Walker of Rochester, Minn., won the sweepstakes of the world for flax and J. W. Beckman of Cokato, Minn., won the sweepstakes for the best alfalfa. Minnesota as a state won all five prizes.
John Fitzpatrick Jr.
Source: The Saint Paul Globe (MN) June 29, 1887; transcribed by Mary Kay Krogman
FORGED A CREDIT LETTER.
John Fitzpatrick, a respected young hardware merchant of Waverly, Minn., was brought to St. Paul by Deputy Sheriff Clewitt Monday night and arraigned in the police court yesterday morning on a charge of forgery. Fitzpatrick's father is a wealthy resident of Waverly, having the same name as his son. In February, 18865, young Fitzpatrick presented to the agent of P. R. L. Hardenbergh & Co., of St. Paul, a letter of credit, purporting to be signed by his father, dated at Waverly, Feb. 23, 1886, guaranteeing the payment of any bills of merchandise which the young man might buy of the firm not exceeding $200. The firm shipped the goods, and the elder Fitzpatrick denied having given the letter when called upon to make good his son's debts. Fitzpatrick was remanded to jail for a hearing today.
D. W. Flanegan
Source: The Saint Paul Globe (MN) Feb. 14 1895; transcribed by Mary Kay Krogman
D. W. Flanegan, of Waverly, Minn., is a conspicuous figure at the funeral directors' convention this week.
Source: Aberdeen Daily News (Aberdeen, SD) Wednesday, September 27, 1905); transcribed by Mary Kay Krogman
GIRL SCALPED BY MACHINERY
Cokato, Minn., Sept. 27.-Miss Ruby Gustafson, an employe in the local canning factory, got her head too near a shafting rod, her hair became caught in the machinery and she was completely scalped.
Source: The Saint Paul Globe (MN) Feb. 19, 1895; transcribed by Mary Kay Krogman
HIS SAD MISSION.
Anton Jeuren, an Old White-Haired Man, Seeks His Daughter.
AND FINDS A HUMAN WRECK
She Scorns His Pleadings, and Heart Broken He Departs for Home.
THE GIRL'S ROAD TO RUIN
Was Pointed Out by One of the Many Scoundrels Who Still Live.
Anton Jeuren, a Belgian of venerable aspect, was a caller at the central police station yesterday. His mission was a painful one, and was occasioned by the capers of a wayward, but deeply loved daughter. For several months the unhappy father has patiently and with a loving welcome waited for the return of his erring girl, fondly hoping she would renounce her avowed intention of never visiting her home again and gladden his desolate heart by her presence. Tiring of her continued absence and yearning for a glimpse of her bonny face, the old man left his home at Waverly, Minn., and came to this city. His journey was, in a measure, gratifying, for, although he was not enabled to see his daughter, he was informed that she was sheltered at the House of the Good Shepherd. Disappointed at being unable to renew his oft-extended appeal to her affections, he sadly left for home.
Mary Jeuren's experience, like hundreds of similar cases, is replete with misery and woe. Three years ago, when but a school girl of fifteen, she ran away from home, coming to St. Paul. For a time she earned a respectable livelihood, but made the acquaintance of a dashing young fellow, whose attentions ultimately resulted in her ruin.
Miss Jeurens rapidly descended the incline of dissipation which culminated in her becoming an inmate of Nellie West's bagnio. Here the rural beauty became a favorite, and ranged briefly as a star of the demi-monde.
After an extended search the heart-broken father found his erring daughter in the resort of vice and sin. May Clifton she called herself. The tears and pathetic appeals of her despairing parent who forgave all and was eager to welcome her to his arms once more, were unavailing. Foolishly the girl spurned him, announcing her preference for the shameful life she was leading. Eventually May Clifton's retirement from a career of shame became compulsory. A helpless babe appealed to her better instincts. Her adieu to dissipation was not voluntary, for she was literally torn from its glittering allurements by the police officials, and detained in the Convent of the Good Shepherd. Her babe found protection at the Children's Home.
For many months the young woman has been a prisoner, during which interval her father has repeatedly appealed to her to return home. She spurned all advances, and it is more than probable that her white-haired, feeble old father will never again be permitted to caress his once innocent daughter.
- - - Source: The Scranton Republican (PA) Sept. 13, 1893.
A congratulatory telegram from Mr. James McDonnell of Waverly, Minn., was received yesterday by one of the South Side members of the Choral union. Mr. McDonnell was formerly from this side and expresses himself as highly elated over the success of the "coal digger" singers.
- - - Source: The Scranton Republican (PA) March 12, 1894; transcribed by Mary Kay Krogman
A PROMINENT WESTERNER ANNOUNCED.
James F. McDonnell, of Waverly, Minn., an attach' of the Minneapolis Tribune and a prominent citizen of the northwest, is expected to reach Scranton the latter part of the week. He lived in Minook fifteen years ago, where his folks still reside and where he taught in No. 3 school under the present principal, Thomas P. Joyce. Resigning that position, he took Horace Greeley's advice and located in Waverly. His first work there was in the public schools; then he became school superintendent of Wright county. He was married to a daughter of Hon. John Cullen, who served a term in congress. Later a partnership in a wholesale grocery business was formed between Cullen and himself. He is a literary man of much merit and an orator of the front rank in his adopted state. His journalistic work is switched between business hours. His friends in Minooka will give him a great reception. Mrs. McDonnell will accompany him.
- - - Source: The Scranton Tribune (PA) July 9, 1895
IN HONOR OF WESTERN GUESTS.
This evening, at Minooka, the many South Side friends of James F. McDonald and Miss Eliza Jordan, who are here from Waverly, Minn., visiting, will enjoy a dancing party at the residence of John J. Coyne. This is Miss Jordan's first visit to Scranton, and sixteen years ago Mr. McDonald left Minooka for the west, where he has prospered exceedingly.
- - - Source: The Scranton Tribune (PA) Aug. 8, 1895; transcribed by Mary Kay Krogman
Mr. James McDonnell and son Frank of Waverly, Minn., who have been visiting friends on this side for the past month, returned home last evening accompanied by Mr. McDonnell's sister, Miss Katie McDonnell of Minooka.
Source: Minneapolis Journal (Minneapolis, MN) Saturday, June 20, 1896; transcribed by Mary Kay Krogman
DOCTORS PUMPED HIM OUT.
Henry Mooers, a prominent farmer and old settler, attempted to commit suicide last evening by taking poison. Doctors quickly appeared and he will live. He has been in poor health for some time.
John J. O'Hair
Source: The Saint Paul Globe, (MN) May 11, 1888; transcribed by Mary Kay Krogman
John J. O'Hair, formerly clerk at the Clark, but now a resident of Waverly, Minn., is stopping at the Clark house for a few days.
Source: Minneapolis Journal (Minneapolis, MN) Saturday, June 20, 1896; transcribed by Mary Kay Krogman
Special to The Journal.
Cokato, Minn., June 20.-John Oberg met with a serious accident in his steam saw mill. He fell on the saw and was badly cut up in the back and shoulder. If he recovers he will be a cripple.
W. O. Sterling
Source: Warren Sheaf (MN) April 17, 1902; transcribed by Mary Kay Krogman
W. O. Sterling, of Annandale, Minn., an old gentleman with a kind face and courtly bearing, arrived yesterday to look over the country. He is an old veteran from both the Mexican and Civil wars, and though he has seen much of the world, says he has never drank a glass of whiskey in his life.
S. J. Swanson
Source: Duluth News-Tribune (Duluth, MN) Sunday, February 2, 1908; transcribed by Mary Kay Krogman
COKATO POSTMASTER SUCCEEDS HIMSELF
(News Tribune Special.)
COKATO, Minn., Feb. 1.-Postmaster S. J. Swanson has been reappointed to the position, his term to run four years from Jan. 9 last. He is now serving his second term and has filled the office very satisfactorily to the patrons. His appointment was recommended by Congressman Lindbergh.
Source: Kalamazoo Gazette (Kalamazoo, MI) Sunday, November 23, 1879; transcribed by Mary Kay Krogman
A BOLD FARMER BOY.
Stirring Adventures of a Youth in Pursuit of Horse Thieves.
Sunday morning, at about 1 o'clock, a valuable pair of bay horses were stolen from the farm of mark Trasy, near Cokato. Mr. Trasy was absent at the time. His son James, an able-bodied lad of 19 years, was, however, at home, and, hearing a noise, got to the stable as soon as possible, and discovered the loss of the bays and the only saddle. In another stable Mr. Trasy had a pair of gray horses. James put a bridle on one and started in pursuit. The gray was an old companion of the bays, and during the entire pursuit that followed was allowed to have her own way in following.
The gray mare first led toward Howard, east four miles, then turned west upon the road south of the one first traveled, to a point south of Cokato village, half a mile distant. At this point Trasy plainly heard the horses a short distance ahead, going rapidly. Here, Trasy, not being sure that his revolver was reliable, drove into Cokato and obtained a good one, alarmed the town, and started anew. The gray mare led off due west to Collingwood, four miles, then south six miles, then again due north past Dassel to Crow river, fourteen miles. Here Trasy discovered the thieves on the opposite bank. He fired at them, but they put spurs to their horses and soon disappeared in the darkness. All parties now drove rapidly some seven or eight miles., Trasy often hearing the thieves ahead, but not overtaking them until just as he drove over the brow of a hill he met one of the stolen horses loose, and immediately was saluted with, "Here, Trasy, you --- of a -----, we have you now," and Trasy saw in the dusk of approaching morning one man standing in the road and one upon the other stolen horse. Trasy was going at a terrible rate of speed, was unable to stop, and as he passed both robbers fired several times. Trasy drew his revolver, wheeled and came back, when the robbers fired again. Trasy received two bullets in the left breast and one through the hat. Trasy fired at the mounted man, who fell to the ground, and then turned to the other, receiving at that time a shot which hit both his horse and himself; he was dismounted, but held to the bridle. He then poured, at a distance of less than two yards, three shots at the robber, who dropped his revolver, staggered back, then rallied and ran. In the meantime the other one had left the last horse and the field together. Trasy took the stolen saddle from the bay, put it upon the gray mare, picked up the robber's revolver and came home overtaking the first-abandoned horse three miles from the scene of battle. Trasy knew that he had been hit several times, but, feeling no serious effects, made no examination til he arrived at Cokato, sixteen miles from the fight. Here he found one bullet-hole through his hat, with a furrow cut in his hair, close to the scalp, and three holes directly over his heart, all intercepted by a large, heavy pocket-book, well filled with paper. The book had a pasteboard cover, and, with the contents, was an inch thick. The bullets penetrated his coat, overcoat, vest, pocket-book, and three shirts, one of the bullets abrading the skin slightly, drawing blood. His horse was shot through the base of the left ear. The bay horse mounted by the robber was shot by Trasy in the conflict, across the back of the neck, blowing a track through the mane. Trasy fired eight shots in all. The robbers fired ten or more. On each horse they found a good halter, which the robbers can have by calling and proving property.